All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me
Chapter 37 This script is not quite right (Please follow and read!)_1

Chapter 37: Chapter 37 This script is not quite right (Please follow and read!)_1

The crimson clouds filling the sky were instantaneously dispersed by the powerful surge that pierced through the azure heavens!

Instantly, countless streams of Spiritual Energy soared into the sky, carrying with them an endless surge of ferocious Sword Intent!

The sound of swords thrummed.

The entire No-Sword Peak was shrouded in a Sword Intent that commanded respect and seemed to disdain the world.

Su Bei stood with his back to the people of the Sword Sect.

At this moment, everyone could feel their own swords in their hands humming, trembling, vibrating with excitement...

Then, a sword flew out from the hand of a Sword Sect Disciple.

Instantly, one sword after another, a dense multitude of swords whirled above No-Sword Peak!

CLANG!

All Sword Sect Disciples held their breath, staring in shock at this scene, gazing at Su Bei who stood before the shattered stone stele.

Thousands of swords circled above No-Sword Peak, their tips all pointing towards Su Bei.

With his back to the crowd, Su Bei stood there, exuding an aura that seemed to command the world and touch the sky.

All was silent; the chirping of birds had vanished without a trace.

An oppressive silence fell over No-Sword Peak after the stele exploded.

It was an ancient, rust-covered iron sword.

Just like that, it was thrust into the ground.

Exposed to everyone’s eyes due to the explosion of the stele.

The wind rose, bitterly cold, causing the surrounding fire-charred, withered branches and trees to HISS AND CRACKLE.

Those present from the Sword Sect could feel slivers of an almost imperceptible chill seeping into their bodies with the wind.

The cold wind howled, leaving only Su Bei’s towering and imposing silhouette.

There was no sound; it seemed as if the entire world was trembling.

Wenren Pingxin’s eyes were fixed on the rust-covered iron sword, on the fine patterns etched upon it. The two proud, snow-white mounds on her chest, usually so prominent, trembled even more intensely at this moment, forming a deep, alluring valley.

The cold wind blew, and the flames on No-Sword Peak were instantly extinguished.

Wenren Pingxin whispered, her voice hoarse, her body trembling as she struggled to believe what she was seeing, "The Treasure of Sword Sect... the Qingping Sword!"

The Qingping Sword!!

HISS!!

The moment Wenren Pingxin’s words fell, everyone’s eyes widened, and they stared breathlessly at the rust-covered iron sword!

They gazed at the Qingping Sword, the blade that carried the Sword Sect’s ten thousand years of solitude, sorrow, and desolation!

Xi Qingyi shivered, a sudden chill coursing through her as she stared, pale-faced, at the scene before her.

Su Bei... actually brought out the Qingping Sword!

Complete silence.

Then, the silence erupted!

Cries and roars filled No-Sword Peak, instantly spreading throughout the entire Sword Sect!

"AWOOOO!"

"The Qingping Sword!!"

"So terrifying!"

"The Treasure of Sword Sect! As long as our Sword Sect possesses the Qingping Sword, the Twenty-One Provinces will forever stand transcendent!"

"It’s Heaven’s will! Heaven’s will!"

"I knew it! I knew the Fifth Elder wouldn’t burn the graves for no reason! This..."

"Hah! The Fifth Elder can speak of ’the world’s affairs being but the business of a single sword.’ How could his level of understanding be fathomed by common mortals like you?"

"You blind fools! It’s no loss if you leave the Sword Sect!"

"Compared to the Qingping Sword, what are mere ancestral graves?"

"..."

Wenren Pingxin swallowed hard, her breathing rapid as she looked at Su Bei. Her beautiful eyes, filled with complex emotions, watched Su Bei, who simply stood with his hands behind his back, turned away from everyone in the Sword Sect!

I can no longer see through him!

Dan Wulan’s icy gaze was fixated on Su Bei.

Her expression remained unchanged, as cold as frost, as calm as still water.

Only a faint mist seemed to rise around her eyes, and her delicate, fair face blushed slightly, a touch of pink enhancing her stunning beauty.

Her legs clenched subconsciously, and she unintentionally placed her slender index finger into her mouth.

Ah! Senior Brother is so handsome! Who could withstand this?

Su Bei slowly turned around, his eyes calmly gazing at everyone from the Sword Sect, and he spoke softly, "That’s right! It is indeed the Qingping Sword!"

After uttering those words, Su Bei’s heart felt as if it had ignited an imperial engine; THUMP-THUMP-THUMP, THUMP-THUMP-THUMP, it pounded relentlessly!

I always did enjoy putting on an act! And damn, I really nailed it! This feeling is just too exhilarating! I feel like laughing, like rolling on the ground like a maggot. But as the saying goes, if you’re going to show off, you have to commit completely! As a master, if I were to turn around and mock Xi Qingyi now, wouldn’t that make me a total loser? The highest realm of showing off is to do it with an air of nonchalant grace! A true master never deigns to verbally scorn a clown! Xi Qingyi, you loser! Seeing Xi Qingyi’s face, contorted as if he’d eaten shit, filled my heart with an indescribably wonderful sense of elation! The Dice of Destiny is too awesome; it even managed to bring out the Qingping Sword!

Su Bei didn’t look at Xi Qingyi. Facing the Sword Sect Elders and disciples, he stated calmly, "I burned the ancestral graves for the sake of the Qingping Sword. Is this reason enough?"

"..."

Enough?

Enough?!

Is that even a question?!

The Sword Sect Disciples’ eyes shone like stars as they gazed at Su Bei. He stood against the cosmos with myriad flying swords circling overhead, as if he were the only person in the entire world!

This... Isn’t he showing off way too much?

If that’s not enough, then what reason would be?!

Third Elder Mo Xingjian took a deep breath, his eyes fervently fixed on the rusty iron sword, and exclaimed with a face full of delighted surprise, "Enough! More than enough!"

"To obtain the Qingping Sword, it would be worth it even if you blew up No-Sword Peak!"

"With this, our Sword Sect is about to be promoted... promoted to become a world-class sect, the pinnacle of 985!"

"..."

Su Bei turned around, his gaze serene as he looked upon the white-haired Law Enforcement Elder, and spoke leisurely, "I, Su Bei, am guilty! I have committed the grave crime of burning the ancestral graves!"

"May I ask the Law Enforcement Elder, how many years should I be sentenced to?"

"..."

Beads of sweat covered the Law Enforcement Elder’s embarrassed face as he looked at Su Bei, his mouth twitching.

You’re really going this far? How am I supposed to sentence you? You’re clearly just flaunting your achievements! You’re never going to stop this act, are you?

But still, he lowered his head and said with a benevolent expression, "The Fifth Elder has found the Qingping Sword for the Sword Sect again. How could the Enforcement Hall dare to convict him?"

"This is a monumental merit!"

"The specifics of how to reward the Fifth Elder’s great merit require further detailed discussion to reach a decision."

"..."

Su Bei nodded in satisfaction.

Suddenly, storm clouds gathered above No-Sword Peak. Thunder roared, and an endless torrent of inky blackness poured down as the sky seemed to tear apart!

Then, with tremendous force, it struck the rusty iron sword.

The Qingping Sword endured the countless bolts of lightning, remaining motionless, exuding the imposing aura of a great mountain on the verge of collapse!

Finally!

After the powerful collision, a dazzling sword light pierced the heavens, followed by a hundred-zhang golden lotus blooming radiantly!

As the sword made its debut, the world was filled with nothing but boundless, rampant Sword Intent ravaging the surroundings!

The rust on the Qingping Sword flaked away, revealing its true form!

The sword’s radiance was chillingly brilliant!

Dazzling and eye-catching!

Xiao Ruoching stared blankly at this scene, at the Qingping Sword that had appeared. He felt his mind in turmoil, his chest heaving like undulating mountains.

This... what’s going on? This isn’t the script at all! In my previous life, the Sword Sect didn’t have the Qingping Sword! What... what is this? Could it be that my single act of arson truly altered the future? Burning a gravesite... and a Qingping Sword emerges?

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